Bethune took advantage of the gap to change his breath, took a slight step away from Gongzi Long, and turned to the battlefield elsewhere.

Bethuan, who has always been known for his long-lasting ferocity, is very handy with this kind of chaotic war.

What's more, with the two "prison phoenixes" that were previously combined with the virtual and the real, the more unscrupulous Bai Qiu'an killed, the more afraid the divine attendant on the opposite side became.

After all, no one wants to be killed by a knife in a daze.

Holding a half-skeleton knife, Bethuan became more and more courageous, but of course, on the contrary, the wounds on his body inevitably became more and more miserable. It's just that compared to the divine servants who fell under Bethune's knife, it is naturally extremely profitable.

A few steps to his side, there was a tragic battle between the two deputy hall masters and the twelve-winged divine attendant.

The battle that Bai Qiu'an once couldn't think of is now happening around him, and his heart is like water, and he even has the leisure to think about which knife to make.

It is naturally impossible to take over, and now only the eyes can keep up, and the brain and body are still a notch behind.

In the midst of distraction, Bai Qiu'an was in the middle of the lane and was slashed in the chest by the eight-winged divine attendant.

But in the next moment, Bai Qiu'an took a step further, stepped on the skeletal knife that was slashing down with his left foot, and the prison phoenix in his right hand rushed into the arms of the eight-winged divine servant with his body.

The violent impact reflected the chest of the divine servant, and Bai Qiu'an quickly retreated and quickly picked out the divine source and sent it to his mouth.

Fight while eating.

If such an act is replaced by others, it is naturally not daring, but Bai Qiu'an can be regarded as half fearless. The foreshadowing was not necessarily prepared for this moment.

With extremely strong stamina and divine source supplies, when can he fight?

Even he didn't know.

The knife was drawn more slowly, and the corpse of the divine servant was pierced by three knives on the spot, piercing the skin dangerously and dangerously, and Bai Qiu'an was already out of the attack range.

Unexpectedly, a chill suddenly came from behind him, and Bai Qiuan only felt a chill in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Grass!"

A violent thump followed behind him, and the acolyte was kicked out by the side.

It's the third twelve-winged priest.

"Fuck, Twelve-Wings don't want any money?"

Bai Qiu'an was in a trance, and he had already felt the passage of life. The feeling was strange, but it was also familiar to him.

To put it simply, it's just waiting for death.

It's just not slow......

His eyelids sank, and Bethune opened his eyes again abruptly.

The knife wound in his chest had healed, and the knife in his hand slashed out to his side. Take a few steps back to catch your breath.

He glanced to the side with jealousy.

Tang Xianzun and Li Tianxing joined forces against the twelve-winged divine servant.

It seems that the combat power of the deputy hall master is far from the combat power of the twelve masters.

Bai Qiu'an still has some doubts about whether the combat power of the S-level and the hall master can be equalized. But now it seems that according to his current B-level combat power of eight wings.

The S-class and the hall master are not on the same level.

The twelve-winged divine servant also glanced at Bethuan, who had come back from the dead, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Immediately, he opened his throat and shouted in a prophetic word.

Bethula's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he understands the words of the gods, he has discovered this uniqueness of himself since the time of the Jiangbei Zi Rat God. No, maybe even further back.

Visible to the naked eye, there were divine attendants rushing from behind.

One person and one god looked at each other, and Bai Qiu'an's pores exploded. A strong sense of crisis came to my face.

The battlefield momentum accumulated before had no effect on this divine servant, and this guy was rushing to die.

"Grass, it's still the same road as Lao Tzu."

Bai Qiu'an didn't dare to hold it up, and Bai Tu's pupils were full of light between his words.

Naturally, he couldn't have coaxed it.

Even if the twelve-winged priest just said "You come to kill him." ”

Knowing that Bai Qiu'an's natal curse still dared to say this, Bai Qiu'an already had a guess in his heart.

Can you kill the guy with the Immortal Bird Curse......

This kind of guy really exists.

This feeling was fed back to Bai Qiu'an, not fear, but a kind of excitement that made Bai Qiu'an feel inexplicable.

Maybe my nature is really a pervert?

It's not a fetish.

The confrontation between man and god is coming in an instant.

This is an extremely special eight-winged divine servant, whether it is combat power or some kind of characteristic that Bethune has not yet noticed but has guessed.

The two of them are ruthless, and the knife only seeks to kill with one blow. Therefore, the battle between the two was particularly fierce, and the sword was bloody.

The kind of real death and fear that he had not seen for a long time came to his face, and Bethune became more and more excited. The knife is getting faster and faster.

"Hey, it's a one-size-fits-all victory."

Bethune suddenly spoke, but it was in a divine word.

The eight-winged divine servant was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he didn't have time to think about it, and the skeleton knife in his hand stabbed forward.

The two skeleton knives entered the flesh at the same time, and the eight-winged god servant looked head-on, and the human smiled hideously and presumptuously.

"Hey, what if you can actually kill me?"

"I wasn't afraid of death in the past, and I'm even less afraid now!"

Click!

The prison phoenix pulled out of the eight-winged divine servant's divine source, and the skeletal knife of the divine servant pierced the position above Bethuan's heart.

A little further down, Bethune may really die.

But that's what God does.

……

In the sky above the capital, there are less than 100 steps between Pei Du and Chen Longshen, but it is also like a mountain and a lake, and the fierce tremor constantly collides between the two, even if there is no knife, this is also a rare duel in the world.

"The rat, the ugly cow, the pig, the dragon, the five gods of the rabbit are dead, where are the remaining seven? What's the idea? ”

Pei Du seemed to speak unhurriedly, and between his words, he had already regarded the two gods of Chenlong and Mao Rabbit as corpses.

"The throne of God is there, each according to his ability, and each performs his own duties. It's childish to say that from the mouth of a god who has become a god. ”

Chen Longshen sneered, compared to Pei Du, at least on the bright side, he was much more relaxed.

It's just that Pei Du has the world in his hand, and he really restricts him.

If not, even if the man in front of him has ascended to the throne, he is afraid that he will already be a corpse at this moment.

The Chenlong God, which symbolizes destruction, has long been greatly reduced in the world where there are "calm eight wildernesses" hidden above.

"Don't you wonder where these twelve skeleton knives came from?" The dragon god suddenly spoke again.

"I said I'm not curious, do you believe it?" Pei Du's face was expressionless, making people unable to guess his thoughts.

"Man and God are one and the same, do you believe it?" Chen Longshen asked rhetorically.

"To be honest, I don't dare to compliment the appearance of these gods." Pei Du sneered.

"What about Lin Meng? That's her real life. ”

"What is He Chen's explanation?"

"You're kidding yourself a bit."

Pei Du frowned violently, shook his head slightly, and said in an exaggerated tone, "You should say that you are deceiving God, I am a god!" ”

The two of them in the sky invisibly started a psychological battle again. The slightest carelessness can cost you your life.